Page 3 of The Final Game


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“You’re daydreaming, lover boy.”

I snap out of my thoughts and shoot a glare at Gabi. She really does love interrupting all my fantasies, doesn’t she?

“What are you doing here so early anyway? Your wedding is in three days, as you keep reminding us, not today.”

“We’re going for brunch,” she says.

“We?”

A scoff leaves her lips. “Not you, obviously.”

“Thanks,” I say dryly.

“I mean the girls,” she clarifies, with a shrug. “I need a day with my girls before the bachelorette party tomorrow.”

“Right.” I run a hand through my hair, nerves wracking through me at the thought of what the fuck is going to go down at Gabi’s bachelorette party. Leila and Madi’s were pretty tame, but this is Gabi we’re talking about. “About that.”

“Relax,” she says, reading my expression. “We’re just going to a bar. There will be drinks, dancing, you know,” she says, lifting her shoulder in a shrug, “normal stuff.”

“And who’s going to be dancing?” I ask. If there’s going to be strippers there, I might lose my shit.

“Ah. Ah. Ah,” Gabi says, shaking her head with a tut. “Girls only. You don’t get to know what we’re doing.”

I blow out a breath, deciding to keep my calm. This is her wedding after all. “Fine, just make sure Rosie’s home early. I can’t sleep without her,” I admit.

Gabi scrunches her nose. “That’s actually kind of cute,” she says. “And don’t worry, we won’t stay out too late. I need my beauty sleep. I’m getting married this weekend.”

“I know,” I repeat with a groan for the umpteenth time.

“We all know!” Gabi and I turn our heads to see an older lady wearing a white robe while she pops her head out of the door, shooting a glare at Gabi. “It’s all we’ve been hearing for the past two days.”

When she slams the door closed, I press my lips together to stop my smile and glance at Gabi who has a scowl on her face. “Bite me,” she mutters to the door.

A laugh leaves my lips as I reach over and knock on Gabi’s door. “Chris, come get your wife. She’s causing trouble again.”

“Wife,” Gabi murmurs to herself, a wide grin spreading across her face. “I love the sound of that.”

I turn around so she doesn’t see my smile and enter my room, closing the door behind me. I’m really happy for those two, even if Gabi does give me a headache sometimes.

“You’re back.” I lift my head, seeing Rosie walk out of the shower, a towel wrapped around her hot as fuck body, and her sunshine blonde hair tied up in a messy bun on the top of her head.

“Yeah,” I reply, giving the most beautiful girl in the world a smile that’s only reserved for her. “I’m back.”

“What did Gabi want?” she asks, heading towards the counter to pick up her lotion, pumping some before spreading it across her smooth body.

“Apparently, she’s taking you guys to brunch or something,” I tell Rosie, walking up behind her and pressing my lips against her shoulder. Her skin is warm and so fucking soft, I want to drag her back to bed right now. “I bet she’s going to spend the whole time talking your ear off about her wedding.”

Rosie lets out a sweet little laugh, the sound like a drug injected into my veins. Her eyes light up, and she looks up at me with that radiant smile that never fails to make my heart race. “Give her a break. She’s marrying the love of her life.”

“Yeah,” I agree, my gaze shifting to her reflection in the mirror. The sight of her takes my breath away, and I swallow hard as emotions clog my throat.

The thought of spending the rest of my life with the girl of my dreams fill my mind, and my heart races as our eyes meet in the mirror.

I can’t wait to marry the love ofmylife.

Chapter 2

Our heads lift at the sound of Gabi groaning loudly as she devours her French toast.

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